Uchiha, starting from the destruction of the ninja world

With just one glance, Tobirama lost control of his emotions.

Staring at Kakashi, even through the eyepatch, one could feel the extremely repulsive aura emanating from his Sharingan.

"you..."

Tobirama's eyes were cold, and his voice was full of undisguised hostility.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen, sensing something was wrong, quickly stepped forward and anxiously explained...

"Tobirama-sensei, Kakashi is not a member of the Uchiha clan; he is a descendant of the Hatake clan. His Sharingan was not stolen, but acquired for a special reason."

However, Hiruzen's explanation did not immediately alleviate Tobirama's displeasure and vigilance.

As one of the top sensory ninjas in the ninja world, Tobirama's hostility towards the Uchiha clan was already deeply rooted. Now that he sensed such a strong Sharingan aura from Kakashi, he naturally couldn't easily let go of his resentment because of Hiruzen's few words.

Kakashi sighed softly...

Tobirama spoke coldly, "Boy, although you're not a member of the Uchiha clan, that Sharingan you possess is far too dangerous. Especially in these special times, the power of the Uchiha clan is easily infected by the Dry Wood Release... so..."

"Remove that eye immediately and then destroy it."

The end times are coming...

The Sharingan is also contagious like a virus; anyone who possesses the Sharingan is a potential target that must be eliminated.

Tobirama's judgment was correct...

However, he underestimated Kakashi's importance among the group present. As soon as he said that, Jiraiya's expression turned ugly.

He immediately stood in front of Kakashi, and although he didn't say anything, his eyes were very unpleasant.

Kakashi was taken aback by Tobirama's forceful words, quickly snapping out of his daze...

"I'm sorry, Tobirama-sama, I cannot agree to that."

"Oh?"

Tobirama raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression turning extremely dangerous, and his killing intent spread, instantly making the air feel oppressive.

Sensing the danger, the Third Hokage took another half step forward, his face filled with anxiety, and continued...

"Tobirama-sensei, Kakashi's Sharingan did not come from spoils of war, but was voluntarily entrusted to him by his teammate Obito Uchiha during the Third Shinobi World War."

"As for Obito, like Uchiha Kagami, he was a student of the Hokage. And unlike them, he didn't fight so bravely at the Kannabi Bridge..."

A few simple words encapsulate a wealth of information.

The fourth generation...

Tobirama was slightly taken aback. Konoha Village had actually grown to the Fourth Hokage?

He briefly fell into thought, but quickly suppressed the thought and focused his attention back on Kakashi.

At this moment, Kakashi finally spoke calmly: "This eye is a keepsake left by my comrade Obito. It represents not only power, but also the bond and entrustment between comrades. I will never destroy it with my own hands."

Kakashi's words were powerful and resonant, sending a jolt through everyone present.

Hearing this, Tsunade, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, suddenly recalled the scene a few days ago when Kakashi traveled a long distance to persuade her to return to the village. She was immediately filled with indescribable complex emotions and gratitude.

Without hesitation, she stood in front of Kakashi, her expression resolute as she faced her great-uncle.

"Second Grandfather, aren't you going too far? Kakashi has always been loyal to Konoha and has never done anything to betray the village. Now you're forcing him to gouge out his own eyes. This is not the way Konoha operates!"

Tsunade's words, though not harsh, carried weight, unlike Hiruzen and the others...

Tsunade, also a member of the Senju clan, directly confronted Tobirama without any hesitation.

Hearing Tsunade defend Kakashi so fiercely, Tobirama's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Hiruzen, who had remained silent to the side.

But the current Hiruzen...

However, his heart was already filled with disgust and disappointment towards Tobirama.

Hiruzen sighed, "Tobirama-sensei, I am nothing but a worthless disciple, a failed Hokage."

"You can handle this matter however you wish, teacher. However, Kakashi is now my Hokage's bodyguard, just like Tsunade."

Although I dislike my teacher...

However, what Hiruzen said...

It's very clever, yet it also contains a profound subtext...

Kakashi was actually one of the candidates for the next Hokage in his mind.

If the pressure is too great...

Even if you're a powerful second-generation heir, you still need to think twice.

Tobirama immediately understood Hiruzen's true meaning...

He took another look at the silver-haired ninja in front of him.

For Kakashi to be considered a Hokage candidate at his age shows that he is no ordinary person.

At that moment, Tobirama hesitated briefly.

Although he has the ability to temporarily control the situation in Konoha, if he pushes too hard, it may backfire and put him in opposition to the current core leadership of Konoha, which is obviously not his original intention after returning.

After all, he was indeed just a dead man...

This group of Konoha's high-ranking officials are now the people he's closest to in this world, people he shares blood with...

Moreover, this Kakashi in front of us...

I just said one sentence...

That's why so many people around me are against it...

This shows that he... is not only exceptionally talented...

He was highly respected in the village and deeply loved and trusted by many ninjas.

Forcing a solution could trigger a greater crisis and internal conflicts.

For a moment, Tobirama fell silent...

But the more outstanding this junior was, the more worried Tobirama became…

He'll be corrupted by the Sharingan...

As for Hiruzen...

Looking at Tobirama-sensei's sharp gaze...

He was also silently preparing to make a decision that would shock the entire ninja world...

The Country of Fields base under the cover of night.

Orochimaru slowly stepped into the base, his snake-like eyes, emerging from the shadows, cold and expressionless.

He had barely stepped into the base when he suddenly sensed a chilling killing intent that was relentlessly closing in.

"Oh?"

A spatial vortex opened silently, and Obito appeared behind Orochimaru like a ghost, his cold, gleaming kunai pressed firmly against Orochimaru's fair and slender neck.

Obito's voice was deep and cold, like a demon crawling out of the abyss of darkness:

"Orochimaru-san, while I don't object to your resurrection of Tobirama Senju, what is the meaning of that Tobirama resurrected with Edo Tensei who can move freely?"

Although Obito's tone was calm, his kunai showed no sign of relaxation...

The blade was less than a millimeter away from Orochimaru's skin, and the killing intent was like threads wrapped around the air.

Orochimaru remained calm and explained as if he had anticipated this...

"I originally only wanted to create more chaos in Konoha. But unexpectedly, the White Zetsu used as a sacrifice for the Impure World Reincarnation was too excellent, which resulted in giving Tobirama Senju near his peak strength, allowing him to break free from my control."

Orochimaru glanced back at Obito's face, hidden behind the mask.

"This also means that, with my current abilities, the ninjas I can perfectly control are at most regular Kage-level ninjas. As for powerful figures like Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha... I'm afraid it would be difficult to fully control them."

At this point, a hint of resentment flashed in Orochimaru's eyes, as if he regretted not being able to fully control this power.

I have to say...

A ninja at Orochimaru's level possesses exceptional acting skills.

Obito believed it...

His killing intent subsided slightly, and he slowly withdrew the kunai from Orochimaru's neck.

"I hope you understand that cooperation is based on mutual benefit. You should be aware of the consequences if you do something that violates our agreement."

"Of course, I am well aware of my situation."

Obito nodded in satisfaction, and then slowly pushed out a tall, youthful figure from the spatial vortex.

"I've brought Uchiha Sasuke. Now it's up to you."

Orochimaru gazed at Sasuke's deep, cold Sharingan, a satisfied, greedy smile instantly appearing in his eyes...

"Hehehe, don't worry, I will teach him well."

Sasuke, shrouded in darkness, stared at Orochimaru: "This is the person who mentored me? Not you, Madara?"